I leaving soon for Anaheim I need to leave my house in a hour so I'm finishing the stuff I have to pack. My plane ride is 11 hours and 24 minutes, and I board my plane at 1am. I'm gonna be so tired.
I packed my tickets late because there was no spacing for a couple of days so I get there the day before Trevor's birthday so hopefully my flight doesn't get delayed.
Nicole is taking me to the airport since she doesn't have work tomorrow and cabs. are so expensive so she said she doesn't want me paying them.
I've done all the stuff I need to do to get into America. I've got money and all security stuff, it's so confusing.
Rushing around since I need to leave very soon. Grabbing my bags, Trevor's present and suitcase.
"Are you exited?" She asks.
"Yeah I am" I nod "but I'm scared".
"I'm sure you will be fine" Nicole helps me with my bags.
"Yeah" I nod.
"Doesn't your friend live there?" She asks.
"Yeah she does" I nod.
"That's good you will get to see her" she puts my suitcase in the trunk.
"I'm excited to see her" I smile.
"I would be too" she smiles "what are you guys gonna do there?".
"I'm sure he's having a party" I hop in the passenger seat.
"So getting drunk?".
"Probably" I slightly laugh "should I sleep on the plane?" I ask.
"What time do you get there?" She asks.
"Probably 12 or something" I say.
"Maybe" Nicole says.
"I don't even care to be honest" I yawn. No matter if I'm tired or not I can fall asleep.
Finally getting to the airport, grabbing my belongings and hugging Nicole goodbye.
I go through security and make my way to get a Starbucks.
I get a matcha and a bacon roll.
The anxiety really started to kick in so I took one of my anxiety medicine hoping it would calm me down.
I'm actually meeting Trevor soon what the fuck.
I'm not going to lie I thought my boss would say no, thankfully she never because I know I'm letting him down and I can't do this to him.
I always overthink that he would have better options In Anaheim but not London it's so far away. I always think I'm disappointing him or just letting him down.
To the point where I start crying because I'm overwhelmed.
I boarded the plane sat down in my seat, pulled my AirPods out and turn Spotify on.
***
Trevor
"What's even happening?" Mason asks.
"For what?" I question.
"Your birthday" he says it in a duh tone.
"Don't even know. A room?" I skate about.
"Wow a room sounds nice" Mason nods.
"No one needs sarcasm" I roll my eyes "I don't even know If I wanna do anything".
"What!" Mason shouts.
